Haiku Bob: round 15 – holes in the night



first quarter gloom
Swan weaves light
through the darkness






the wind
pierces my body
another goal behind






the cold –
Ball lays another tackle
to keep warm






icy wind
the pack splinters
in Didaks’ wake






Swan’s thirty-nine touches no two the same






non-scoring end
a gull turns its head
on play






by hand or foot
Pendlebury picks holes
in the night






night mist
Choco’s farewell
muted






deep winter digging out a win

About rob scott

Rob Scott (aka Haiku Bob) is a Melbourne-born resident of Sweden who spent his adolsecence in Queensland. He has also had stints in Japan and The Netherlands but calls Victoria Park home. He writes haiku in between teaching whisky and drinking English, or something like that.

Comments

  1. Andrew Fithall says:

    HB – did you see this effort from poet Chris Wallace Crabbe in the Money supplement of yesterday’s Age? It is extraodinary where haiku is now popping up.

    Money runs away
    When it sees poets coming
    And leaves them with words

    In your case, it is not the money running away, but the poet.

  2. haiku bob says:

    the money is running away Fits, believe me.

  3. Oh, I saw Chris Wallace-Crabb too.

    That was an awesome haiku.

    I’m really getting into haikus at the moment, through a magazine called Tiny.

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